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Burn The Priest
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Suffering Bastard
Shorn of apocryphal pride The locks falls predicting strife Cranium exposed Denial of aesthetic
Push it [Incomprehensible] All of this burnt to ashes All of this torn to rags
I don't know what the fuck have I become? Synapses snapping mortality decimated Breakdown whiskey shifts hate into overdrive Realizing it's murder, murder, murder of self so clean
I don't know what the fuck have I become? Hand reaches out, desecrates impunity Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Ripping away foundation's identity Replacing with shame
Transgression mythologized Indiscretions immortalized
Anger inflamed with dry rot Pushing towards severance What a bloody mess Visiting dark sites unknown
Grief lands like a ton of brick All of this burnt to ashes All of this torn to rags
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